"What Ji Zheng said should be true, she can reproduce the scene in the painting, indicating that she has indeed experienced this, otherwise, after the soul in the painting leaves, it will either be reincarnated or confused, and it is impossible to remember what happened inside, let alone recognize me. ”

Qiu Yan stretched out a finger and tapped lightly on the tabletop, his thoughts racing.

"However, recognizing me and finding me are completely different things, after Ji Zheng left the painting realm, the soul was pulled, and the soul returned directly to the body, and I had no intersection, but before she disguised herself as Ji Zheng and went to Yuanning to deliver the invitation, the time was just right, just the day I came back from Qingchang, not too early or late, it can be seen that I was prepared, and I found Zhang Fu, indicating that I knew something about my interpersonal interactions......"

Thinking about it, he narrowed his eyes, and there was a glint in his eyes.

"In this way, it can almost be determined that Ji Zheng once sent someone to investigate me, and after figuring it out, she took the initiative to show up and lead me to the Eastern Capital, and she was disguised and did not show her true face, which is also very problematic, the identity of the Xingtanmen people and the descendants of the sages is above board, and she should hold her head up wherever she goes, why hide her head and show her tail......?

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan's eyes turned and swept over the two things on the table.

"Unless, she doesn't want people to know her own movements, this Ji Zheng lives in the Eastern Capital, and can easily open an Accord in the White Jade Building, obviously a frequent visitor, but when she meets me, she first sends someone to invite, but she doesn't show her true identity or report her real name, she just doesn't want people to know that she has been in contact with me, but although I am a little famous in Jiannan, I am not famous in the Eastern Capital, what is there to scruple about?"

Qiu Yan thought as he reached out and picked up the white jade paperweight.

"If you think about it like this, you can launch it, Ji Zheng's real purpose is not to let others know that she has something to do with Xingtan's Taoism!"

Looking at the paperweight in his hand, Qiu Yan recalled the sage paper in his mind.

Just now. Ji Zheng said that he wanted to repay the favor with the sage paper, and then took her soul into Shilin with her, Qiu Yan temporarily refused on the excuse that it was difficult to choose and needed to be considered, and then took Hu Qi and Dai Guo to find this inn to settle down.

"Sage Paper, Soul into Shilin, if I don't join a certain academy, I can only accept Ji Zheng's gift, even if she has other plans, it doesn't matter. There will always be regrets if this literary event is missed, but there is still more than a month before the deadline, and there is no need to rush, since you have come to the Eastern Capital, you must travel to see the humanities of the Eastern Capital, besides, Ma Lao Xiangguo's home is here. Although others are in Xingjing, it is reasonable for me to visit the house. ”

Having settled his mind, Qiu Yan gathered his thoughts. His eyes scanned back and forth between the paperweight in his hand and the jade basin on the table.

"Before that, we must first find out the mystery of these two things and release the suppressed Wen Si inside. ”

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan's body leaned slightly. When my eyes fell on the jade basin, I happened to see the baby ginseng sleeping in it.

"The baby ginseng behaved more and more unexpectedly, and the previous time he carried a scroll of sage manuscripts. Now that I have taken this jade basin, I don't know how its small body came to be. ”

After thinking about it, Qiu Yan shook his head and gave up his intention to ask.

Ginseng babies often listen to the sound of books, and the inside and outside of the white fat body are already full of literary thoughts, and they can also get out of the body, but the words are simple, and the words often do not reach the meaning, even if they ask, it is difficult to ask clearly.

And this jade basin, Qiu Yan had seen it in King Yan's dream, it was related to the stolen Wen Si, and it was put in the study, but he didn't expect it to be made out by the ginseng baby, with this thing, it is not difficult to strip out the suppressed Wen Si on the paperweight, so Qiu Yan took it with him, ready to use this thing, and returned Wen Si to many Confucian students, but this way, until this time, he vacated himself.

Retracting his thoughts, Qiu Yan glanced at the two words on the front of the jade basin-

North Hades.

I don't feel anything when I look at fashion in a dream, but when I look at it with the naked eye, I can capture a trace of broad, carefree, and detached artistic conception from these two seemingly simple words.

"There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. ”

Such a sentence flashed in Qiu Yan's heart.

This sentence is the origin of the word "North Hell", which refers to the sea, and the North Hell, which is the sea of the north.

These words come from the inner chapter of the ancient sage Xiaoyaozi, and the reason why this article has always been famous is because of a kind of life that lives in the northern underworld, that is, Kunpeng.

When Xiaoyaozi described Kunpeng, he said that it "does not know how many thousands of miles it is", and that it can be aquatic or a bird.

"Can change itself, at least the level of the Void Dan condensed in the Casting Dan Realm, if Kunpeng really exists, the cultivation is naturally not low, however, it can carry this kind of creature, let thousands of miles of things live in it, the greatness of the North Underworld can be imagined, this jade basin has the word North Underworld written on it, I don't know what the purpose is. ”

Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan followed the practice of King Yan in the dream, raised his hand to put the white jade paperweight into the basin, but at the mouth of the basin, he stopped his movements, and then stretched out his other hand, poked out his fingers, condensed his mind, and slowly stretched it into the jade basin.

Except for the baby ginseng in the jade basin, in the eyes of the naked eye, there was nothing, Qiu Yan stretched out his finger and fell towards the bottom of the basin, and there was no feeling of touching foreign objects along the way. But he knows that this jade basin is not simple, and there are no waves in the ancient well in his heart, condensing his consciousness at his fingertips and releasing his perception.

However, nothing happened until the fingertips touched the bottom of the jade basin.

Confused, Qiu Yan did not take it lightly, but planned to continue to explore in other ways, and then moved with the hand that reached in, to grab the baby ginseng and take it out, but when his fingers touched the body of the baby ginseng, his heart shook suddenly, and he felt that a whirlpool seemed to be born in the jade basin, pulling his soul and wanting to ingest it!

In a trance, the sound of books lingered in his ears, and he looked around, where was the shadow of the inn wall, it turned out to be a vast sea, and there was no end in sight.

The cold breath comes from the seawater, penetrating layer by layer, as if it can freeze people's hearts!

"Huh, that's ......."

Shocked in his heart, Qiu Yan's mind turned, and he wanted to settle his mind, but it had no effect, and then he ran the scriptures, and he was still broken by that absorbing force, and he directly used two volumes of sage spirit.

As soon as the spirit of the two volumes came out, their respective ideas and spirits emerged, fixing Qiu Yan's soul and consciousness.

But the next moment, in the surrounding ocean, there was a sentence, the beginning of which was "There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun", and then a column of words flew out, sprinkled with the ocean, and confronted the spirit of the two volumes of sages!

As the confrontation occurred, the absorbing force dissipated abruptly, Qiu Yan's mind recovered, and the boundless ocean around him dissipated and returned to the scene of the inn, and then his hand grabbed and lifted the baby ginseng out of the jade basin, and then moved to withdraw the two volumes of sage spirit, ending the confrontation.

On the table, the jade basin was placed quietly, and nothing seemed to have changed.

In his hand, the ginseng baby turned over, stretched his roots, squirmed a few times as if he had just woken up from a big dream, fell from Qiu Yan's hand to the table, climbed a few times, found a book to put under him, and lay still on his stomach.

And Qiu Yan looked at the jade basin, his face was cloudy, and he was thoughtful.

"The scene in the basin just now seems to be an illusion, but it is a little different, and the article that Zuihou flew out can confront the spirit of the sages in two volumes, it is ......"

Thinking about it, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand again, but halfway through his hand, Qiu Yan was suddenly stunned.

"Have you finally found the fire?"

………………

The underworld, the realm of fire.

This is a shijie made of flames, with towns and people in it.

In the center of this flame shijie, there is a palace, and the main gate is engraved with three big characters of "Fire Palace", the words are like fire, beating endlessly.

At this moment, in this palace, there is a figure with white light, waiting quietly, it is a seven-rank god, except for him, there is no other figure in the huge palace.

After a long while, a ghost servant hurriedly came from the inner hall, saw the seven gods, bowed down and saluted: "Divine Venerable, the divine light brought by your old man has been handed over to Lord Huozheng, but the adult has recently retreated to comprehend the supernatural powers, and I am afraid that he will not be able to respond immediately." ”

"It's out of the way, and it won't hurt to wait a little longer. The seven-rank god replied, then closed his eyes, and the breath of the entire god body precipitated, and at first glance, it looked like a god statue, making a waiting posture.

The gods exist forever, and ordinary people will be impatient when they wait for an hour or two, but for the gods, even if they stand still for a year or two, it is only a snap of their fingers.

Originally, this kind of thing, it is enough to pass on the idea in the air, but the god has doubts, so he sent him here, so that this god can see Huozheng with his own eyes, so that he can go back to his life, these things, although the general judgment god did not say it clearly, but as a subordinate of God, he has to figure it out by himself.

Seeing this, the ghost servant of the report looked embarrassed, he was a ghost of the underworld, and he didn't dare to ask about the gods, so he had to salute, turn around, and leave, through the corridor, around the palace, and came to the core of the Huozheng Palace.

The flames here are rich, condensed into crystals, stones, flints paved the ground, fire crystals into pillars, flames into domes, heart fire everywhere, the heat is endless, if the ghost servant is not a little fire in the soul, it is difficult to bear it at all, as long as he walks into the core area, he will immediately be burned by the flames.

However, even so, he didn't dare to go deeper, so he stopped far away, and then threw himself to the ground and said: "Lord Qiqi Huozheng, the well god did not leave, but waited in the temple. ”

As soon as his words fell, a surging anger came from the depths of the flames—

"Well, why are there so many things! Hindering the divine spirit from comprehending the mysteries of Shinto! Right now, the enlightenment is imminent, but there is no time to ask about the sin, and see what is really said in the divine light of the messenger, and then dismiss it. ”

As he spoke, the flames jumped, revealing the figure of Huo Zheng in court clothes, but compared with before, Huo Zheng's hair at this time was messy, and his body was rippling with chaotic artistic conception! (To be continued......)